For a little borne, when sucks the nectar
That comes from the Garden of Eden (heaven)
Into the mothers bosom and lay on lap altar.
Utters 'MOM' the most beautiful word', proven.
A child likes butterfly, dragon fly and lots of sweet candy,
For him mirth is the worth, sweetness of life, aim in life,
At the door of youth, sweet heart, lover and beloved,
Youth and its vigor is the most beautiful,
Ask an old, he will say earth is the most beautiful,
The sweetness has shifted and drifted before he lifted,
Eyes that play withholding beauty prevails beauty,
And beauty that varies, keeps within, beautiful beauty.
youth and its vigor is the most beautiful. so true, a lovely poem
Eyes that plays withholding beauty prevails beauty......Beautiful write..Loved reading it..
beautiful beauty, it is in you I know my dear friend, thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.... to poet, beauty is everything that alphabets can be....take E, V and O arrange it nicely beside L, it becomes LOVE. shukraan dost. actually bhai+dost!